(Pick up 050 and reappear in the dark.) It's really a big circle, but this is something that can't be left unwritten. There is indeed an inseparable and close connection between the change in the father's concept of life and the hasty death of the grandfather. Of course, in fact, this paragraph can also be written in a documentary article. However, most of them are described by their parents, the so-called "hearing is false" and "partial hearing is dark", so there are bound to be many inconsistencies with reality. Therefore, after thinking about it again and again, I felt that it was more appropriate to put it in the fantasy chapter.

In these nearly a dozen chapters, I focused on the ideological struggle in the conflict between my father, and finally the irreplaceable "father-son affection" prevailed over Yiqiē. Therefore, there is a touching scene of "serving day and night" and "doing a lot of work" later. Of course, in my opinion, these are things that a son of man should do. When my father was dying, I did that myself. However, my father's situation was different from mine. Because, there is a strong conflict and irreconcilable contradictions between the father and the grandfather. Under such circumstances, it is not easy for my father to be able to do this, and take the initiative to take on many responsibilities that should have been borne by my uncle. In my opinion, my father's dedication in the last moments of my grandfather's life is even more precious than all the filial sons who are in harmony with their fathers and sons. Because, at that moment, the father could have put all the blame on the uncle alone on the grounds of partiality.

After repeated explanations, in fact, I just hope that enthusiastic book lovers can forgive the intentional verbosity of more than 10,000 words. ）

Wet ghostly figures roared and rushed from all directions. At this moment, I still remember the words of the poor ghost in my heart, as long as I am not afraid in my heart, then even more ghosts will have nothing to do with themselves.

In my opinion, these drowned ghosts should not be as rough as the evil spirits in the hospital. It is estimated that after a large number of drowned ghosts surround them, they will be extremely bewitching, until they entangle others to be willing to give their lives. It is said that under normal circumstances, a drowned ghost cannot be reincarnated unless he or she is able to find a substitute. Therefore, people who are drowned are generally too emotionally rich and easily seduced, so they will become a stand-in for others and willingly drown. After becoming a ghost, the bewitched must also find a substitute, or they will be trapped in the water for eternity, drowning and loneliness.

I lifted my spirits and strengthened my courage, and kept reminding myself not to be fooled by the rhetoric of the drowned ghosts. It's a long story, but it's a quick idea, so I've prepared all my thoughts before I'm surrounded by the drowning ghosts.

It's close! Finally rushed up! Hehe, I'm not afraid of you! After snorting coldly in my heart, I was ready to meet the onslaught of ten thousand ghosts.

However, the expected incentive shock did not materialize. Just when I was wondering, I felt a sudden ripple of light erupt around me. In the midst of the boundless darkness, such ripples are so obvious.

Strange, what the hell is going on here? As a big question mark popped up in my mind, I began to carefully observe the movements of the whizzing drowned ghosts again.

Countless drenched, pale drowning ghosts rushed in, but they didn't attack me. All of the Drowning Ghost's targets are concentrated on my side. I have the impression that in the dark, my surroundings are empty. Strange! Are these drowned ghosts stupid? How could it be so crazy to pound into the air? Wrong! If it's really air, then why is there a ripple of light in that place just now? Could it be the sparks that erupt from the drowning ghosts colliding with each other? Wrong! When I was in the hospital, I could hear clearly that those evil spirits were the most afraid of yang energy. In other words, ghosts are generally the most yin and evil, so even if they collide violently with each other, they will never burst into sparks! So, what's going on with this ripple of light?

I had no clue, so I had to look closely at the ripples of light. The drowning ghosts flying fast were like black clouds, and they were like moths to the fire, and they continued to launch wave after wave of impact on my side. As soon as the black clouds approached the target, they were blocked by a faint halo of light, and then in the rippling circle of light, the pieces of black clouds quickly disintegrated. The uninterrupted impact in all directions made the rippling aperture continue to appear. Looking at it, looking at it, I felt that the lines outlined by this rippling aperture looked familiar.

Oh, my God! Isn't this a humanoid! The surprise in my heart at the moment is hard to overwrite. No wonder these drowned ghosts don't attack me, it turns out that they are targeting others.

It's just that before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I immediately realized that something was wrong. Others! How could it be someone else sitting next to me now? Son, he's the only one sitting next to me right now! Not good! These abominable drowning ghosts are actually attacking their sons in a frenzy! As soon as I thought of this, my heart immediately rose to my throat!

Damn, don't the books say that drowned ghosts are generally only entangled and confused? Why, now, these drowned ghosts would be so rude, eager and crazy to attack humans directly? Damn, these bullshit books are all deceptive stuff!

It's just that at this critical juncture, I don't have time to hate at all. What to do? I wonder how long my son will last? Hurry, the urgency in my heart!

"Hell, things! Your uncle is here! I lay still and couldn't move! I don't have the ability to resist at all! Attack me, goofs! Attack me, I'll be attacked easily! Come on, come on! Attack me! ...... "For a moment, I couldn't come up with a complete solution, so in a hurry, I roared wildly, I wanted to attract the attention of the demons, and I tried my best to pull the target of the demons to myself. At this moment, I would rather lose my soul than see my son suffer even the slightest harm.

However, the drowned ghosts seemed to be deaf one by one, and there was no one, no, no ghosts, no ghosts, and no ghosts were attracted by my roar. The drowning ghosts still threw themselves on their son.

Damn, these stupid ghosts, I don't want to be such an easy stand-in, but I want to challenge the difficult ones! It stands to reason that I should be depressed. However, I was in a hurry! What kind of depression can you take care of? What to do? What am I going to do? I guess even if I roared down my throat, none of the drowned ghosts would pay attention to me!